The Velvet UndergroundFrom the vu album "Loaded", 1970Say a word for Jimmy BrownHe ain't got nothing at allHe knocked the shirt right of his backHe ain't got nothing at allAnd say a word for Ginger BrownHe walks with his head down to the groundTook the shoes right off his feetAnd threw the poor boy right out in the streetAnd this is what he said:Oh, sweet nuthin'She ain't got nothing at allOh, sweet nuthin'She ain't got nothing at allSay a word for Polly MayShe can't tell the night from the dayThey threw her out in the streetJust like a cat she landed on her feetAnd say a word for Joana LoveShe ain't got nothing at allWith every day she falls in loveAnd every night she fallsAnd when she does she says:Oh, sweet nuthin'You know She ain't got nothing at all[Woe, oh] sweet nuthin'She ain't got nothing at allOh, let me hear you(guitar solo)Oh, say a word, say a word for Jimmy BrownHe ain't got nothing at all, not a thingAnd not a shirt, shirt on his backNo, he ain't got nothing at allAnd say a word for GingerHe walks with his head to the groundHe took the shoes, took the shoes from his feet, from his feetAnd threw the poor boy out into the streetAnd then he said:Oh, sweet sweet nuthin'She ain't got, she ain't got, she ain't got nothing at allSweet sweet sweet sweet nuthin'She ain't gotSweet Sweet nothing...Oh, let me hear you(guitar solo)She ain't got nothing at all...